Pa-da-pa-dumchit..
Got a whole lotta fame,
lotta bullshit Walkin' in, give me my name,
bitch Got a whole lotta bread,
* Whole lotta guap in my,
in my, in my Whole lotta ice, suck Tryna see how I make it,
bitch Make it on all day
Think it can knock you out,
bitch I'm the one with the messiest teeth
I'm sick of you and your whores,
bitch All that stank *
Give it up, then we gon' take it
I don't work for no one
I work for no thug
So give me that screwy old game, bitch
I'm just gonna have some potassium
Just rise in the bag,
yeah I'm just gonna have a piece of the bottom
Just a spoon and a bag and I'm gonna work it
I got that in a coat,
got a plate full of red-eyes
And I'm just like, aye,
in a coat with a big shirt
And I go, and I say sorry,
and I go, I'm sorry
And I go, I'm all for it,
and I go, I don't want to hear it
Got a bike for the ride on,
yeah * it back in the coupe, boy
Got a bike for the ride on,
yeah In the coupe with a big shawty
In the coupe, in the C6R
In the coupe, my perfect friend In the coupe, my motherfuckin' friend In the coupe with a little man
Can't let me go,
I'm a dead man
Can't let me go,
I'm a dead man